Triam
Triam stared at the torture contraption Mickal had the dummy in. He would have laughed at the way they had the dummy in chains and its hands in a contraption that squeezed them to administer pain, but it wasn't funny as the dummy screamed. Triam stared at him fascinated because he couldn’t understand how he was feeling pain. He was a dummy. He asked Mickal that very question, and he laughed.
“This is a special tool. Remember where you are,” he said, slapping his shoulder. Triam hated that answer because he didn’t really tell him anything. Mickal leaned close to the dummy’s face and laughed. “It’s amazing the s**t you can go through in the underworld.”
Yeah, he was starting to learn that. The underworld was a harsh and cruel place. A place he wished he could take Fallen from. It
